Room 303, Late Friday Afternoon

[bitch_prince]

The day had been long if fruitful down at the Club Fair, nevermind the handwavey salle practice that morning. Which was... entirely the reason why Arthur was making his way to his room now, rather than settling in for some food or more practice. Yes.

The fact he wasn't going without Merlin trailing behind him had nothing to do with it.

[[ for the ears! ]]